Note 3 — I SETULI; OR, THE KING OF THE BIRDS A SWAZI TALE
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The old magician again looked up. “Mantsiane,”3 said he, “we go to sleep and we get up as we used to do”; and the rooibekkies flew away quite satisfied. Then the two brothers went on digging again, and worked for a long time. All at once there rushed upon them an immense flight of the most beautiful birds, shining from head to foot with glorious yellow plumage. Round their necks showed a ring of velvety black, and there were black feathers in their wings.